Day 51: Tales Of Two Different Lovers With One Thing In Common
Day 51 Of How To Move On From A Man — 1LD
I spent last night trolling the internet for information.
I had to find Douglas and somehow confront him. Casually. Like a chance encounter.
This wouldn’t be easy. There was no chance encounters with a man like him. He moves in different ways from us normal Melbournians.
He gets someone to go out and get him coffee. I take pride in power walking my way to the coffee shop and knowing the barrister behind the machine. I like to smell the beans ground in the morning.
He liked to begin his days with early morning meetings and managing reports from the US market overnight. I did spin class and gossiped with my friends.
I loved his world when I was a part of it, but I loved mine too. It’s another reason I didn’t quite fit in.
During my hunting, I discovered Douglas would be speaking today at a conference in the city. At the Sofitel, in the Grand Ballroom.
I had been there once; it was a large room, enough to hold hundreds of people. And by the looks of the other names on the program, he was among very prestigious company.
He was scheduled to speak tomorrow, at three. But the conference started today. Douglas should be there for all the schmoozing and obligatory ass-kissing, I thought. Perhaps this would be a good chance to casually run into him.
The best part was that I would have a plausible excuse for being there; it was a self-made conference, focusing on people who had gone from zero to hero without nepotism to back them. I was hoping to become one of those people myself. That was what I was doing every single day since I quit my job to start this business. You could argue they made this conference for me.
And with a stroke of luck, James called in sick again. Another message.
“I’m not much better today, love. Heading to the doctor. Feel free to email anything you want me to look at.”
Why people offered to help work when they were too sick to go to work always baffled me.
But he was being a good friend.
Once I saw he wouldn’t be in the office again, I jumped onto the conference’s website and bought myself a ticket.
A two-day pass.
If James was well enough to work tomorrow, I would fake a sicky. I had all my bases covered.
With as much speed as I could muster, I found my most beautiful yet professional dress, a pinstriped a-line with a matching blazer, made myself up, and ventured into the city.
I was on a mission. No one was going to stop me from figuring out why I couldn’t quite get rid of my ex in my life.
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